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Blacked out curbside 4 am
Looking up at the stars to know where I am
Words pour out me, I got nothing left to say
You just keep on living like it's your dying day
Keep on living like it's your dying day

Baby you were born to stir up trouble in me
I’ll take my place as a king of the new sincerity
But sidewalks are for cynics, they'll break your momma's heart any day
Keep on living like it's your dying day
Keep on living like it's your dying day

I was reborn today
Like a pyro baptized in flames
So I'm through pitching fits
I'm bored as hell, I'm so sick of it!
But just cause you've got better
Doesn't mean you've changed
But just cause you've got better
Doesn't mean you've changed

Blacked out curbside 4 am
September feels like something the cat dragged in
Who gives a fuck where your Grandma lives? You can't go back that way
Keep on living like it's your dying day
Keep on living like it's your dying day

Track Name: Call to Arms

They said you were wasted
Wasted on me
What does that say about you?
It might have been days, it might have been days
But bad company lingers
And you can't make it go away

Let this be a Call to Arms
That Allston's lost it's charms
And I don't know what to say

I don't wanna be a burn out
But I caught fire and you held the light
I don't wanna be a loser
But sometimes you can't win the fight
You just turned 25, kid
It's about time you finally got it right
And I don't know what to say

Let's die where we were born, buried under concrete and lucite
Let's hide in the garage out back and just fuck until it gets light
The east coast will finally eat itself
Savor every salty bite
And I don't know what to say

Track Name: T.R.U.T.H.

Well come on boys better light up the night
You gotta smoke to keep the fire away
You got Bazooka Joe riddles and you're lining the walls
You're gonna the party til the end of days
You stumble straight from the bar to the pysch ER
you hope the spins don't keep you awake
but you're wild and mean, you licked every plate clean but your appetite won't go away
How do you know it's a lie without any proof?
Even better the truth
Even better the truth
You say the land of song awaits the chosen one
they call it rock and roll genocide
this machine weren't made to hurt no one by conceit or by design
you got blisters on your knees sayin "pretty please"
but sister, better act your size
you get the psychotron ready
hold it steady freddy
here it comes, here it comes, the light
how do you know it's a lie without any proof?
even better than the truth
even better than the truth
skeletons in graduation gowns
god damn this fucking college town
we bluff and we say we're the kings of sound
just to meet the queens of noise
for a night on the town
how do you know it's a lie without any proof?
even better than the truth
even better than the truth
even better than the truth
even better than the truth

Track Name: Wake Up

Wake up,
it's no use pretending
the world isn't ending
just 'cause you can't stop.

Wake up,
it's no use resisting
the lamb lies down with the lighting
and the thunder rolls on.